Personality Disorders Support Group

Personality disorders form a class of mental disorders that are characterized by long-lasting rigid patterns of thought and behaviour. Personality disorders are seen by the American Psychiatric Association as an enduring pattern of inner experience and behavior that deviates markedly from the expectations of the culture of the individual who exhibits it.

i need this over, soon--somehow.

i can't deal with this. i truthfully did not think i would live till 18. i just didn't. there was no such thing--it didn't exist. now it's been a full 2 months since my birthday, and i am just...more depressed. if that's even fucking possible!

i think i have been dissacociating a lot--more than i knew. in the mirror...it's not me, it just isn't. i feel like my body is a shell, a prison for my shriveled up soul, and those parts aren't connected. i'm not real or something stupid. i know one SMALL sexual thing happened to me when i was 8, but i think there was more that i don't remember, and that is depressing.

i get like this alot (not wanting to be here anymore), but i don't take action, and you know what? i hate myself for it. i really do. in fact, i hate every little tiny detail about myself, every strand of hair and every word that exits my mouth.

i just want someone to take care of me...but i don't want to need anyone, and real people scare me. and i don't want to grow up. when i think about the future, all hope for me is lost...

and like, for me, i have bad obsessions--about people i meet who are motherly or nice or possessive/overprotective/violent/sexual tv or movie characters (i don't know how my brain decides who to think about). all these people come and go in phases, i even talk to my therapists (past and present). i guess i know they aren't there talking to me, but sometimes i feel they are telepathically telling me things or something, and i talk out loud a lot like in conversation... and i am always on the lookout for them really coming into my life, always. i don't know...it just really depresses me when i get disappointed when they don't come physically into my life...i'm going crazy...

I see myself in you or you in me, which ever you would like to say. I was able to figure out some things. I hope you can wait until tomorrow though. I just popped on line real quick before going to bed. We are moving some of our things into our new house tomorrow. As soon as I get a chance, I have some things to share. Hang on dear. It can get better. Maybe not perfect, but better.
Tamara

A friend sent this to me..As far as I can see, grief will never truly end.It may become softer overtime, more gentleand some days will feel sharp.But grief will last as long as Love does - ForeverIt's simply the way the absence of your loved onemanifests in your heart. A deep longing accompaniedby the deepest Love some days. The heavy fog mayreturn and the next day, it may recede.Once again, it's...

theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??

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